6 days left.

Tomorrow is December 4th. I wonder if I have enough money to buy Tales from Beedle the Bard... Probably not, but I don't think it's a necessity in my life since it's not a new novel or anything, and I already know the stories (for the most part)

I'm regressing, big time. It scares me. I need to act more my age. I just have such a hatred for pests of all kinds. I saw another mouse today and just curled up into a little ball. In fact, I'm still curled up into a little ball, trying to get some guts to go into the kitchen and do the dishes.

Now I'm turning into a bridezilla, 'cuz that's all i'm thinking about right now.

Ah, it has been a while but it time to use the age old time proven trick of keeping me in one spot for a long time to complete my final projects.

Harry Potter audiobooks. Maybe that'll keep me in the darkroom. Maybe.

Yikes. I kept getting no sleep last night because I kept waking up to dreams of having to develop photos of gunshots.

One more status update for the night. (The last, I swear.)

The phone works. Ha, silly me, just needed to be charged.

There is nothing quite like this to start your morning.

There is something cute about this neighborhood in the snow. No, not all of the stores are independent stores, but most of them are, and some are decorated with holiday decor, and this normally bothers me, except today. I was walking down the street and the snow was falling and I took a step away from my own discomfort and saw, no, this is quite a ( Read more... )

Oh god... talk about nostalgia. I'm readdicted to this song.

I believe in karma, what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real life 'til you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you got until you say goodbyeI feel so middle schooly! Still, I love this ( Read more... )